Peerless Martial Soul

Compared with him, Zhao Kun was a lot more frivolous, as if he had no roots.

Zhao Kun laughed arrogantly at the opposite Wang Jingang: "Hurry up and give up, or I am afraid that someone will kill you inadvertently later."

Wang Jingang said in a deep voice, "Fight as long as you want. What do you do with so much nonsense?"

"This is what you asked for. Look, I ended up with you within three moves!" Zhao Kun sneered and threw out his fists. The momentum was huge, and a cyclone attacked Wang Jingang.

Wang Jingang let out a low growl, bends his knees with his left foot, presses his left hand in front of his lower abdomen, and slams his right fist out to greet him.

Qixuan and his right fist collided, Wang Jingang leaned back heavily, a red cloud flashed across his face, but then disappeared. It was obvious that he was downwind. But what is strange is that his feet are stuck on the stage of life and death like tree roots, without moving.

There was clearly a gap between the two of them, but Zhao Kun's punch failed to make Wang Jingang take a step back.

Zhao Kun became angry from embarrassment, feeling lost, sneered, and punched again. Wang Jingang shook heavily, spouting a mouthful of blood, but he still didn't back up, and the two huge slabs under his feet were broken into powder.

At this time, everyone saw some clues. It turned out that Wang Jingang's foot on the ground seemed to be integrated with the ground. Zhao Kun's body's power was transmitted to the ground by him, instead of relying on his body to harden it.

The elders onlookers stroked their beards and applauded and said, "Yes, this young man is really good. Looking at the silly heads and silly brains, they actually play smart."

Zhao Kun declared that he would end King King Kong within three strokes. Now that two strokes have passed, he feels that he has lost face. He suddenly jumped up and attacked King King Kong like a storm with two fists.

But Wang Jingang didn't panic, his palms were like two doors, which were airtight and blocked Zhao Kun's offensive. And Zhao Kun attacked in a hurry, and the power was not as powerful as the two moves just now. This storm-like attack seemed to be powerful, but the damage to Wang Jingang was not as strong as the two moves just now.

Zhao Kun couldn't attack for a long time, his face was blue and ugly. Yang Jingtian, who was watching from the audience, gave a cold snort and turned away dissatisfied. He was very disappointed with Zhao Kun. He took out a part of the resources given to him by the family and allocated it to Zhao Kun, making him a master of six orifices, but he did not expect Zhao Kun to be so unbelievable, even a person with three orifices. Can't beat it.

And more importantly, the person he couldn't beat was from Chen Feng's side, which made him feel very embarrassed. There was even a hint of doubt. He chose Zhao Kun to sit on this gun against Chen Feng, whether it was right or wrong.

On the other side, Chen Feng smiled a little and said softly: "I didn't expect Wang Jingang's combat talent to be so high, and his skill is also a bit interesting, he can actually transfer the opponent's qi to his feet."

Hearing Yang Jingtian's cold snort, and seeing Yang Jingtian turning away from the corner of his eyes, Zhao Kun was extremely anxious. Everything about him was given to him by Yang Jingtian. If Yang Jingtian no longer supports him, he will be beaten back to his original form. At this time, he hates Wang Jingtian to the extreme, thinking that he has ruined his future.

Anxious in his heart, he made more mistakes on his feet and hands. Wang Jingang caught the opportunity, and a palm of his right hand suddenly protruded. In an instant, his right palm turned golden yellow and patted Zhao Kun's chest heavily. He had been defending, and Zhao Kun had never expected that he would be able to fight back, so he could not resist at all. He was hit directly with a scream in his mouth, and he spurted blood and flew far away.

He fell heavily on the stage of life and death, his chest collapsed, he was already seriously injured, and he was unable to fight again.

Wang Jin was honest and honest, did not continue to chase him down, but walked in front of him and said lightly, "Brother Zhao, I won."

But at this moment, Zhao Kun's eyes suddenly flashed a sly and cunning color. As soon as the sleeve of his right hand was lifted, a black light suddenly flew out of the sleeve and directly hit Wang Jingang's chest.

Wang Jingang let out a muffled snort, took a few steps back, and roared: "You, you actually attacked."

Zhao Kun sneered and said shamelessly: "I haven't conceded, and you haven't killed me. Our battle is not over yet. I can use any means. Why is this called a sneak attack?"

There was an elder on the cliff, nodding slightly, and a flash of approval flashed in his eyes: "This son has a kind heart and is a man of work."

An elder next to him snorted disdainfully, and retorted: "Unfortunately, the road of warriors, the natural selection of things, is extremely cruel, and people with kind hearts will only die fast."

The elder who spoke at the beginning was not angry, but shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly.

Wang Jingang found that half of his body was numb and unconscious. He looked down and saw that black blood was left at the location of the wound. He said in anger, "Zhao Kun, you actually used poison?"

"What's wrong with using poison? Did the sect rules say that poison is not allowed?"